"Indeed, and perhaps greater then me, He also trained Ansolon McBrier who is now happily married to the Duke of BrierThorn." She smeiled as she let that little piece of information slip. knowig that perhaps it would give the girl some reason to hope.

Fantasia turned to looked at the vampire that had just entered the room. "Hello... Sebastian." She said softly as his presence filled the room. "It's been a long time..."

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Mercedes inclined her head forward almost imperceptibly in greeting to the vampire. Finally.

She pulled herself away from the coolness of the silent wall behind her, slowly circling Sebastian's slender frame. Her glittering eyes took in his unmoving form, accomodating every fold of his perfectly tailored apparel. She halted her appraisal directly before him, eyes coming to rest only as they met his own.

"Monsieur. It is quite rude to keep one's company waiting," she remarked, slightly amused.

Maria gave one stunned look before turning round and apraiseing Tristan with a new intrest.

Tristan ignored them for a few moments more, before turning to Dorriele. "So what have you been up to dearest?"

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"Oh you know, the endless rounds of parties and invitations..." She folded her hands neatly in her lap. "However I'm afraid I'm going to have to decline several of these... A dear friend of mine Emiline ... you do remember her don't you? She has fallen ill as asked if I would come stay with her. I just can't refuse." The carrage learched and she reached out to steady herself as she very nearly slid from the seat.

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Immediatly his was at her side, helping her back into her seat. "Of course i rember her" his eyes sparkeled "Give her my best regards, and i hope she recovers."

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"I shall ... She will be pleased to hear from you after such a long time." She took his hand and straightened her gown before resumeing her seat. "I wonder why the cariage learched like that?" She looked over at Maria. "Are you alright, you're not hurt are you?"

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"Probeley becuse we went over a pot-hole" he replied smartly "The roads really are in an aawful condition now days"

Maria nodded mutely, holding on to the side of the carriage, before remembering herself under Tristans stare. "Yes thank-you"

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[Perhaps if you didn't make so many three-liner posts per day, you'd give me time to catch up, eh? Patience is the key to a good roleplay, if you're willing to take the time to write your |best| craft. Take it as my second warning, please.]

Sebastian's eyes rested on Mercedes, the she-vamp that was now sizing him up as if he were a piece of meat to be devoured; quite ironic. His pale countenance remained continuously impassive, inwardly hoping he had not made a mistake in choosing these characters.

The voice that expelled from silken lips was soft, yet dry. Immortal boredom. " Begging your forgiveness, of course, and I don't know what you mean, Fantasia..This would be the first time." The statue that was Sebastian seemed to come alive when he raised his arm, palm open...Silently inviting both of the women to follow him. He would lead them quietly towards the stage, before turning sharply to the left, finding themselves in a tight corridor that wound in a serpentine fashion heavenwords. The stone walls bedecked in the same sconces found in the auditorium. Sebastian's gloved hands were once again clasped behind his back, clutching the top hat as he led them to the end of the corridor..The lobby was vacant, the double-entry doors widely ajar, and outside, a single lavishly-clad black carriage for them.


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The caravan had finally come to a halt, and so conveniently did the rain. There were about ten carriages in all..Two unloading their occupants at once. They were in a private circular courtyard, at the center of which, a large fountain bloomed from the ground, spouting lighted water. The guests would each be escorted with their party to the tudor mansion before them. Impressive vines had encroached over the outer walls, like spidery veins, and a wrought-iron black fence bore roses through the entire length of it. All the diamond-shaped paned windows were glittering with an inviting light.

Music could be heard from the open front doors, luring each party in. Inside was a sight in itself...Gold and black jesters swung from the ceiling in graceful sweeps, richly emblazoned tables lined the sides of the room, some with chairs, all bearing lighted candelabra, food, and masks for both lady and gentleman. Gold and black. At the very end of the room, a massive fireplace in the wall roared with wild luminous flame..as if dancing to the music as well. The entire house was open for wandering.

Jean-Gerrard had appeared to change into a different suit, for he looked more sharper and crisp than ever. He stood at the doors, grinning mischieviously as the guests entered one by one, nodding occasionally.

"Welcome, one and all."

(well excuse us for having a little fun ... I hate to point it out but this RP is a little too strictly controled and if you don't make conversation it gets boreing... if I didn't have so many other people connected with my character as well as filling in for a friend right now I would drop out, but out of curtisy to them I'm not.)

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(thankyou Gweniven for voiceing my feelings exactly. I agree ita annoying when people make short posts, but its quite hard to write long posts everytime, plus the fact that i don't have much time to make long posts and if i didn't make the occasional short one i wouldn virtually not be here.)

Tristan entered, a girl on each arm and handed them each a mask, he barely acnoledged Jean Gerrard, and led the girls to a table. "Now then Maria, this is quite a show he's put on s try and look suitably impressed." the girl gave up trying to contain her awe and let her mouth drop open,
"Not that much my dear" he sighed.

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[I'm glad we all feel the same way, then, 'coz I don't want to continue this RP anymore than you do. (: Rules were stated in the beginning, so I lead you under no false pretense, if you can't handle it, then by all means, don't continue if it's not your wish.]

Dorielle stepped over to Maria. "Try to show most of your emotoins with your eyes. They are the most beautiful, and expressive possession you own, don't forget they are there." She winked at the girl, before resumeing her place on Tristen's other arm.

Fantasia followed him silently down the winding passage. She studdied the carriage at the end ot the tunnel with a slight bordom.

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Maria blushed scarlet, but closed her mouth. Tristan pressed a glass of red wine into her hand and sat her down at thier table. "Now my dear, flirt like your never flirted before. I want to see what i'v got to work with."
"But i'v never flirted..."
Tristan cut through her smartly, "Dorielle my dear, would you permit me the first dance?" He asked holding out his hand as a Volt started up.

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Dorielle nodded gracefully, she took his hand and it was if they had whriled into the dance floor. the music all around them. it seemed to be like a dream. she soon snaped out of her wonderland and looked at Tristain in the eye, she could read him like no one else, she could tell he was slightly stressed over Marie. " darling, don't be so stressed over her. she will come around." she touched his cheek softly and thought about the offer he made in the carrige and wanted to give in. she quickly brought her hand back to his sholder and looked down as if to look at her feet. she knew she couldnt give in.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

*bump* (( please i love this RP it's beautiful! if it shall not keep going i would like to do a closed one with Anduril Vanlhach and our charries if that is alright with you Anduril.))

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

(I wouldn't mind joining that!)

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